I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for.
You were meant to read these words.
Thursday, October 11, 2007
The Water
Drip. Drop. Drip. Through the leaves. Through the trees. Through my fingers. Through your hair.
Drip. Drop. Drip. Through the leaves. Through the trees. Through my fingers. Through your hair.
I see him when no one else does... Me and my best friend, we call him "the Ghost".
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